The room's decor was somewhat different from the simple exterior; it was very feminine and girlish. In the middle of the room, Wei Xiaoqing was lying on the bed, her black hair covering her face.
Jiang Rong walked to the bedside and called out softly again, "Xiao Qing!"
Wei Xiaoqing remained silent. Jiang Rong reached out and gently brushed away the blemishes on her face, revealing her features.
Zhou Xuan was startled when he saw Wei Xiaoqing's current appearance!
Wei Xiaoqing's once stunningly beautiful face now looked much thinner, her complexion deathly pale, and her eyes darkened. She looked like she was barely clinging to life!
Zhou Xuan was stunned for a moment, then it occurred to him. Could it be that Xiao Cai has some kind of terminal illness?
Without thinking, he quickly reached out and grasped Wei Xiaoqing's hand, channeling the icy energy into her. Strangely, there were no harmful cellular molecules that posed any resistance in Wei Xiaoqing's body. Apart from being weak, she had nothing else; in short, she was not sick.
Zhou Xuan was taken aback for a moment before saying, "Auntie, that's strange. Xiaoqing isn't sick, so how could this happen?"
Jiang Rong saw Zhou Xuan reach out and hold Wei Xiaoqing's hand to examine her, and immediately knew she wasn't sick. She then remembered Zhou Xuan's exceptional medical skills; if he could cure the old man's illness, what more could be said?
Jiang Rong sighed, shook her head, and said, "Xiao Cai is definitely sick!"
"Oh..." Zhou Xuan wondered if it was a disease he hadn't seen before. He paused for a moment and asked, "What disease does Xiaoqing have?"
"She's suffering from a heart ailment!" Jiang Rong's face was full of sorrow. Zhou Xuan noticed a glimmer in her eyes. Tears were almost about to fall.
Who says she doesn't love Wei Xiaoqing? What parent doesn't love their own child!
"A heart problem?" Zhou Xuan frowned. "Could it be that Xiaoqing is going to America again, and you're preventing her from going?"
"They say that only a mental illness can be cured with a mental cure, which is why we called you over!"
Jiang Rong hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Xiaoqing isn't going to America, nor is there anything else. It's just that since returning from Luoyang, she's been locking herself in her room without eating or drinking. Yesterday she developed a high fever, but refused to go to the hospital, so we had to have a doctor come to our house. Last night she was unconscious, but she kept calling out someone's name!" Jiang Rong then stared at Zhou Xuan and said, word by word, "While Xiaoqing was unconscious, she kept calling out your name!"
Zhou Xuan was stunned, wanting to say something but unable to utter a word.
Jiang Rong stroked her daughter's face, tears finally streaming down her face. She turned away to wipe them away before turning back and saying, "Xiao Zhou, I hope you can save my daughter's life!"
Zhou Xuan didn't know what to say for a moment. To be honest, Xiao Qing, although born into a wealthy family and with a stubborn and willful temper, was still a likable girl. Besides, her appearance was still outstanding. It would be a lie to say he didn't like her. But liking someone is one thing, like a beautiful painting, everyone likes to look at it. Everyone likes to look at a beautiful girl, but this liking is just appreciation, not love.
Ever since Fu Ying risked everything to run away and follow him, Zhou Xuan had secretly sworn that he would never betray or let her down in this lifetime.
Ultimately, girls like Fu Ying and Wei Xiaoqing are the pride of heaven, princesses adored by all. The fact that they are so devoted to him makes Zhou Xuan realize that he has long since abandoned his carefree and playful attitude and the womanizing mentality he had with Zhang Laoda and Zhao Laoer in his childhood. He feels that the world is indeed a bit unfair.
Why should women be expected to remain faithful to one man throughout their lives, while men can indulge in debauchery and have multiple wives and concubines?
If he were to have any other entanglements with other girls, Zhou Xuan felt that even just thinking about it would be a deep betrayal of Fu Ying!
Zhou Xuan thought for a moment, then channeled his icy energy to try and stimulate Wei Xiaoqing's physical functions, making her less weak. However, this was only a temporary solution; for Wei Xiaoqing to fully recover, she needed to regain her mental well-being.
Wei Xiaoqing slowly opened her eyes, glanced at Zhou Xuan and Jiang Rong, and a blush suddenly rose on her face, her breathing becoming rapid.
Zhou Xuan quickly used ice energy to calm her down. Wei Xiaoqing was weak and easily fainted from such excitement.
When Jiang Rong saw her daughter open her eyes, she burst into tears of joy, saying, "Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, you scared your mother to death!"
Wei Xiaoqing regained some color in her face, and her breathing gradually calmed down. She struggled slightly, then said, "Mom... I... wanted to talk to Zhou Xuan... for a while."
Jiang Rong nodded, then stared at Zhou Xuan and made a gesture as if to comfort her, before quietly leaving the room.
Zhou Xuan slowly sat on the bed. Wei Xiaoqing stared at him, somewhat dazed. She remained silent for a while. She had always dreamed of seeing him, but now that they were alone together, she felt speechless.
After a moment of hesitation, Wei Xiaoqing tremblingly reached out and grasped Zhou Xuan's hand, slowly pressing it against her face.
Wei Xiaoqing's fever had just subsided, but her face was still a little cold.
Zhou Xuan sighed. After a long pause, he said, "Xiaoqing, get well soon. Your parents, your uncle, your grandfather, and your sister are all worried about you!"
Wei Xiaoqing simply touched Zhou Xuan's hand with her face, without saying a word, but tears dripped down her cheeks one by one.
Zhou Xuan felt sorry for her, but he knew that at this moment, he could not be soft-hearted, nor would he be soft-hearted, because his heart was full of Fu Ying alone, and there was no room for a second girl. At this moment, he finally understood that love is truly selfish!
Fu Ying would give up everything for him, she would give everything for him, but she would never share him with another woman. Similarly, how could Zhou Xuan let another man approach Fu Ying? Just thinking about it makes him feel terrible. He can't live without Fu Ying. Perhaps Fu Ying can't live without him either.
Although he felt pity and sympathy for Wei Xiaoqing, he would never die for her. Because Zhou Xuan knew very well that he didn't love her.
Wei Xiaoqing sobbed for a while, then let go of Zhou Xuan's hand and asked in a low voice, "Where is Miss Fu? When are you getting married?"
Zhou Xuan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yingying came with me. She's in your living room. The wedding with your sister hasn't been set yet, but preparations are underway!"
"Okay, let me know when you've set a wedding date, and I'll be your bridesmaid!"
Wei Xiaoqing wiped away her tears, her voice becoming calm.
Zhou Xuan was taken aback by Wei Xiaoqing's sudden change of heart, then nodded and said, "Okay, but you need to get well soon. Your mother and sister are really worried about you!"
When Zhou Xuan had met Wei Xiaoyu before, she seemed like an iceberg, always aloof and distant, cold and arrogant. But today, Wei Xiaoyu was different. She was somewhat agitated and acting strangely, which Zhou Xuan could sense; perhaps this was the outpouring of familial affection. It was like when his younger brother was bullied and beaten after returning to his hometown—something he couldn't remain calm about no matter what. So, no matter how much Zhou Xuan disliked Wei Xiaoyu, he wouldn't hold it against her. He wouldn't have any dealings with her anyway, so he'd just pretend he didn't know her.
Wei Xiaoqi shifted her body and said to Zhou Xuan, "You help me sit up."
Zhou Xuan reached out to support her. Wei Xiaoqing's body was soft and warm, and her feminine scent filled his nostrils. He could feel that Wei Xiaoqing was indeed too weak and frail!
After helping her sit up against the headboard, Zhou Xuan still advised, "Xiaoqing, you should rest more; your body is too weak!"
Wei Xiaoqing stubbornly said, "I'm not lying down anymore. I've been lying down for so long that I can barely move. My whole body is numb. If I lie down any longer, I'll die soon!"
Zhou Xuan's heart skipped a beat. If her mother and family heard this, they would be terrified!
To be honest, a little exercise is definitely better for a weak body than lying down. If blood doesn't circulate, the body's functions won't recover quickly, and the body's resistance will be weak.
Zhou Xuan didn't say anything more. While still supporting Wei Xiaoqing, he did his best to circulate his icy energy to help her recover her bodily functions. This was much faster than her recovering slowly on her own.